Page 121 - wir56

Wynnum High and Intermediate School Page 65

A Longer Journey
Johnny rowed a little ferry,
O’er the rippling river.
Passengers each paid a penny
And he said “O, thank’ee,” when he
Took it from each giver
As they left his ferry.
Johnny made the journey very
Often o’er the river,
Crossing times would always slacken
Johnny didn’t hurry back, when
He rowed the doctor’s daughter
Buxom, brown, and merry.
JOHN H. ROULSTON,
Form 3Al.

The Visit of Donner and Blitzen
Hoof beats sound on the rocky ground,
And rapidly louder grow,
And I see my Donner, my wild mare Donner,
With her mane afloat,
And her jet black coat,
And a blaze of driven snow.
She stops at the gate, to listen and wait,
And nervously glances around,
And I see my Blitzen, my chestnut Blitzen,
With an anxious whinney,
Come out of the spinney,
And impatiently paw the ground.
And there they stand, and let my hand
Caress each velvety nose,
Oh stay, my Donner, my Blitzen and Donner,
But clearer again
Comes the call of the plain,
And off with a leap Blitzen goes.
Away with a bound, scarce touching the ground,
And followed by Donner he flies.
Goodbye my Blitzen, my Donner and Blitzen,
Goodbye and good luck on the plain,
Like sister and brother,
They’ll stay by each other,
But will I ever see them again ?
FELICITY NAPi:
Fl